Mudder

September 13, 2010...today Mudder would be 77. 

We'd go out to eat supper.

We'd drive her car.

She'd say, "DO NOT HIT BUMPS IN MOTHER'S CAR"

She'd also say, "DO YOU HAVE THE LIGHTS ON? IT'S GETTING DARK"

She'd want to know where the boys wanted to eat "her" birthday supper at.

She would leave the tip.

She'd have to have Jerry straighten up the antenna so her tv would work.

He'd turn off her vcr.

Good night Mudder.

He'd let Speck in and mumble something about a worthless dog.

She'd tell him "Jerry, you be nice to my Dog"

He'd laugh and drive us home.